Category: Malaysia

A world without voices, a world without wordsThe first and the second and the third and the fourth feels different each timeWith each one I grow a little more, I feel myself inch (just that little bit) closer towards the extension of my own potential

The first – I walked from the shore towards the calm waters, my heart skipping a beat every now and thenThe drills were familiar, the shore dives were fineWe were in rather shallow waters, maybe 6 or 7m belowI have grown to place my trust in my BCD, and to remember to breathe

The Nexts, of Fan Canyon and R island

magical and quiet and hollow and loud and dark and bright and echoed and dream-like surreal surroundings – am I in a dream? Here, time slows downTime has fallen asleep in the afternoon sunshine

Here, voices dissipateWhat is it like in a world without words?

I could feel the stir of excitement as we chased after the turtleI wanted to giggle aloud as I watched them get on the treadmillJeff points to the playground; I can hear us going ‘omg!’ as we fin, as we finSilent excitement stirring the watersWe could only communicate mainly through signsWas this close to how to deaf feel, I thought of my sign language classesNot quite so, since we still have the ‘ding ding!’ of the tanksIf I screamed, no one would be able to hear meIf I were to disappear, how long would it take for them to realize?There was no sound, except for the sharp hollow inhalation, bubblesInhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. We moved along with the bubbles

Sometimes I had no concept of spaceWas I moving up, or was I moving down?Without the rope I found it so hard to tell if I was descendingIt was blue all around, and bubblesMy ears feel the pressure; I blow my nose as I grasped onto the rope tightly – were my eardrums going to explode?

It was about the 4th dive that I felt myself more relaxed, and truly looking around my surroundingsObserving the Nemos peeking from the coralsUgh, what’s that brain-like thing?

(goosebumps)

A school of fishes swim past me – I screamed in excitement silently as I frantically tried to take a videoI looked to my front: my rightThey were shrouded in a veil of sediments, amplifying the mystic of the underwater world

A wave of warm current seeps in

We fin on, past the sea urchins, the waving anemonies, the unknown fish species, the turtle we chased to the surfaceWe fin on, on to our next chapter of possibilities

I love life-shaping weekends like thisHow ordinary my weekend could have been, but how significant such days become